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I think about it night and day

I'm just wondering how it turned out this way

Now I'm left to face the facts

Lingering when everyone's turned there backs

I could scream at the top of my lungs

but no one would here me cause no ones ever home

At the end of the day I'm still left alone

Forced to go through this journey on my own

So my hurt and aching will never be shown

And I will never let my secrets be known

Each day I awake

I never know what to expect

I never know who’s going to walk into my life

Or who’s going to walk out

But there’s no point in dwelling on what’s done

That’s not what life’s about.